Chapter 4
I watched Sam walk out the door after dropping me off and smirked at the small wave the Jyran threw at him before turning to face me with a lift of his brow. "You know these past two weeks you have been coming earlier and earlier. You are a very dedicated teacher, Ms. Stanley."
I grinned winking. "What can I say; I have been enjoying the morning company lately."
These two weeks I have actually been testing my wings with my brothers, making my outfits smaller and sexier and less frumpy just to see what I could get away with. They pay way too much attention to my wardrobe. I'm just saying.
He smiled widely and set a coffee on my desk with a small flower. "You know, there are some things that I am having trouble understanding about the way things work here. Maybe we could… stay after school today and you could help me out?"
I picked up the flower and inhaled its sweet fragrance before picking up the coffee and taking a sip, sweet and light, just how I liked it. I looked up at him and bit my lip. "You know they will send a bodyguard if I call telling them that I am going to stay late."
Jyran tilted his head looking at me in a way that made me avert my eyes and blush slightly. Also squeeze my thighs together, but of course he didn't see that part. I watched he walk around the desk and goes to his knees in front of me making me look around nervously like one of my brothers would pop out of a desk or something. "Well then I suppose we should make the most of our mornings together." He said taking my hand and bringing it to his lips, his eyes not leaving mine.
"You are all kinds of trouble; do you know that?" I said my voice almost unrecognizable to my own ears.
The smirk that appeared on his lips made me clear my throat so I didn't moan.
"I see it in your eyes that you like my kind of trouble." He stood and I almost grabbed for him. He offered a hand and I took it standing up facing him.
"I have a confession." I blurted out, trying to avoid admitting to the fact that I do in fact not only like but crave his trouble. He lifted a brow at me and I took a breath to build the nerve to speak. "My friend Paxton said he would run interference so I could have a real relationship.
He licked his lips and the smile grew on his lips. "Is that what you want, a real relationship?"
"My brothers will beat you with in an inch of your life if they ever found out we were not only together, but you lied to Sam about being gay." I said not answering his question.
"Insinuated I was gay and I asked if he was." Jyran clarified and put his hand on my hips. "So, is it alright that I be a tad more forward with my pursuit of your interest?"
"Oh, Jyran honey, you had my interest before you even said a word to me." I said boldly, resting my arms on his shoulders.
With that troublemaker's smirk, he slowly leaned forward, his eyes on my lips. "Forgive me for my forwardness." He pressed his lips to mine and my arms automatically pulled him to me as I kissed back with a small hum of want. Hopefully he didn't run off laughing at my inexperience.
It ended a quick as it started, much to my disappointment, when the student's bell rang alerting us of us soon to be interrupted privacy. I sucked my bottom lip in between my teeth and felt my cheeks head up some. I felt his fingers touch my chin and I shifted my gaze to his face. That smirk will be the death of me.
"Why don't you work on getting that free pass this afternoon?" he said smoothly, watching my features. I nodded dumbly practically biting through my lip.
That though, was not a promise I was able to keep. Jeremy came by with Principle Young just before lunch and told me Paxton was hurt at the work site. I was rushing to the truck he brought as he filled me in. "He was working on the new condo buildings air ventilation when he just suddenly fell, like out of nowhere."
"Are the rest of the boys coming?" I said jumping into the cab of the truck.
"No, there are no back up workers, in fact I have to go back after I drop you off at the hospital." Jeremy explained, shrugging. "You know Sam, he insists on keeping it close to family the hiring outside help."
I frowned nodding. I did know that and it often ended up this way if something ever happened to one of the boys. It didn't happen often but they already sucked Jake into it when he was more of a building designer then builder. I was actually pretty impressed that they made me the baby sitter for once. Or maybe I should be insulted? I mean maybe they are saying an injured Paxton was more protection then I could provide for myself.
I shook my head trying to read too much into the motives of my brothers. "So how bad was it?"
Jeremy frowned and shook his head. My heart went out to him and I put a hand to his shoulder. He and Paxton were the same age so it was reasonable that they were the closest out of all the brothers. "He landed on his shoulder and he was unconscious when the ambulance showed up. They said it might have been a head injury."
I covered my mouth trying not to be such a baby. I mean I've seen the boys get hurt all kinds of ways, but the unknown for someone so close to our family had me in a panic. We pulled up to the hospital and I jumped out of the truck with a promise that I would call with an update when I could. I hurried into the lobby, giving Paxton's name and almost fell apart when they said he was in ICU.
I was escorted by a nurse to Paxton's room, telling them I was his wife, and sobbed at his state. His arm was in a cast and he was in a neck brace with beck and blue marks all over his face and body. I held his hand and put my forehead to his shoulder trying not to trip my tears and snot on him too much. "Oh Paxton, you need to wake up now." I said and my voice sounded thick and watery, very unlike my own. "I need to tell you about how you are going to lose our bet."
His eye peeked open and a small smirk appeared on his lips. "What is this about you losing our bet?"
I jump looking at his face. "Paxton! Oh, thank god! I was so worried!"
"Why? I bounce like a champ." He croaked out making me wince at the effort it was taking him. I knew he was joking just to make me feel better, but it was hurting him. I covered his mouth with my hand and shook my head. "Shut up, it's hurting you to talk. I know you love the sound of your voice, but just shut up a while so you can heal."
A nurse came in just then and checked on Paxton's vitals and told me that he was only in ICU because he took such a hard fall onto his neck and they will probably be moving him to another wing soon. I took a moment to call the brother's, letting them know everything I did.
"Tell me about our bet." Paxton asked when I came back into the room.
"What about our bet?" I asked playing dumb. I wouldn't have said anything about it if I had thought he could actually hear me… damnit.
He glared at me and shook his head. "Don't play stupid with me Princess, tell me."
I sigh dramatically before nodding. I might as well; he is injured now, so he won't be covering for me anymore. "I saw him today and he kissed me."
Paxton's eye brow went up and I snorted at his reaction, waving off any bit of protection that may arise. "Don't worry, it wasn't the least bit romantic and I am sure that he is running the other way right now."
"Onion bagel this morning?" Paxton joked making me gasp out a laugh. "No! It's just… thanks to my brother's, I am woefully inexperienced for a normal 25-year-old." I confessed shrugging as I looked away from his face, not really wanting to see the smirk just now. Something was itching at the back of my mind, tugging some sort of idea I had on the brink of being brilliant.
"Now Princess, you can't be that—"
"You're a whore!" I said suddenly.
He stopped genuinely taken off guard and then cracked up at my randomness. "Well, that just isn't nice Stanley; I might take offence to that."
"No, I just mean you have experience…" I let the sentence die out, hoping he would pick it up and go with it.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no and also a world of no." he said shaking his head the little bit that the neck brace would allow, wincing with the effort.
"Just like that? No?" I said, getting all pouty.
"Abso-fucking-lutly just like that. That gets us into cheesy teen movie territory and it's not like what I know I would even begin to know how to teach you anyways." He said firmly. There was wiggle room there, but I had to play it right. I knew Paxton for too long not to know how to get what I wanted.
I let my eyes fall down cast and made my voice all sad. "Oh, okay then. I guess you'll win the bet then. A man could just date one of the students if he wanted some inexperienced nun girl."
Paxton growled and pointed at me. "Don't you do that Parker Stanley!"
I lifted my eyes, looking up at him through my lashes, puppy eyeing the hell out of him. "Do what?"
"You know damn right well what I am talking about!" he ground out.
I was just prying I could hold on to my composure until he gave out. I couldn't be giggling when I'm supposed to be laying epic puppy eyes.
He growled a few more times, threw in some choice swear words and then heaved a great sigh. "Fine, but nothing further than some kissing and basic making out. If your brothers found out that I taught you about sex and then you got pregnant yourself pregnant with this guy… well I don't think there would be much of my body left when they were done."
I jumped up in my seat and grind widely showing, now that he agreed, he most definitely got played. I nodded eagerly and grabbed his hand. "Okay, of course, just tell me the basics and I will figure the rest out on my own. It's mainly instinct, anyways right?"
Paxton nodded and closed his eyes. "Yes, but it waits until I'm out of this hospital. There is nothing that inspires that kind of talk here."
I sent a messenger with a note and my teacher's planner back to the school explaining what had happened. At the end, I wrote: "This will give you're the experience you've been longing for. I will be back after a week. Take good care of my kids. – Parker" and just like that I became Parker Stanley, personal slave / babysitter for Paxton.
Okay that was only partly true, it wasn't as horrible as all that, he got out the next day. Of course, by the time I got us to his house, I wanted to just push him out and drive away.
For being big strong men, guys are mega ultra-baby's when they are hurt or sick.
"Parker, could you please bring me the project assignments for the Hill Complex?" Paxton bellowed from out of his office. He refused to sit down rest since I got him home and I was about to tie him to the bed and force him to rest. The only thing preventing me was that he would take it as me acting out a sexual kink.
I walked in with the folder in my hands and held it just out of his reach. "You need to take a break."
He looked at me impatiently and held out his hand. "I am almost done with this."
I narrowed my eyes at him and shook my head. "No, you said that yesterday and you haven't stopped yet. You even slept here at the desk."
He sighed and leaned back, his right arm reaching over to hold her left casted one. "Okay look, Ash is coming over in like fifteen minutes and he wants this report done, so let me finish and then after that I will let you order me around for the rest of the week."
I narrowed my eyes watching his face to make sure he wasn't messing with me. "Ash is supposed to be here in fifteen minutes? So more like twenty-five, okay then fine, after he gets here you put everything down and rest!"
Paxton nodded and so I handed over the folder and went off to pace the kitchen until I saw the familiar silver truck that belonged to Sam's company. I all but ran Ash into the house to Paxton so he could collect whatever it was that he needed. I laughed at his jokes and promised not to be too late tonight and then shooed him out the door again.
When I came back Paxton had a new project folder and was going through the papers. "No! Absolutely not, you promised, Aimon!"
He sighed again and then got up from the desk, towering over me, but I didn't budge. I just pointed to the bedroom and he smirked at me making me glare at him and point again. Losing his smirk, he growled some before turning towards the room with an annoyed stomp. He was struggling to take his shirt off when I came in so I gently helped him and he was one handedly working on his belt buckle when I stepped up to him moving his hand out of the way.
"Are you trying to get into my pants, Princess?" Paxton said with a smirk, looking down at me.
I snort and try not to blush, because well I had probably already seen all of him since he was all but another one of my brother's. "Yes, in a purely medicinal way that will make you more comfortable when you are resting." I said, stressing the last word.
His good hand touched my cheek when I was finished carefully helped him out of his jeans. I looked up at him and the smirk that told me he was about to be an asshole was there on his lips. "You know I owe you a lesson in kissing."
I stuttered and stepped back a little. "You said we would talk about it. As in like a verbal lesson."
He stepped to me again and I suddenly became very aware of the fact that I was cornered and very alone with a man that was in fact NOT one of my brother's, no matter how long I have known him. In this very moment, he was a man and I am a woman… a very nervous woman who was ready to bolt from the room.
"Lesson one, fucking relax." Paxton snapped, probably seeing the fear in my face. "Just stop and take a few breaths. If you start to look like you are worried, he is a predator then it will kill the mood."
My eyes snapped to Paxton's and I saw that that is exactly how I was looking at him. I gave an apologetic look and took a deep breath looking up at him again with calm over my features. "Okay."
"Good, now put your hands to my hips." I did as was told and he cupped my jaw with his right hand and coaxed me to lean forward as he did the same. "Now just feel the moment." He said gently, his breath fanning lightly over my lips as he spoke.
I could hardly breathe. This was Paxton, what was I thinking asking his for help in kissing?! It could be because my knees are weak and my head was dizzy and I am about to moan when he hasn't even done anything yet. I nod dumbly because he has stopped talking and I was sure that there was supposed to be a response to something he just said to me.
He nodded back and leaned the rest of the way, pressing his lips to mine moving them lightly. My hands gripped his hips harder, pulling him closer as I let myself get lost in the kiss. He held face away a few inches so he could look at me, his eyes are hazel today. I never really noticed, I guess it hard to when you never had a reason to be this close to someone. "As we kiss, keep your lips relaxed, because I am going push my tongue into your mouth."
I have no idea what he saw in my face but it made him laugh. "Don't worry, it's a lot sexier than it sounds."
He leaned forward again and this time I met him half way. His lips were soft and pleasant moving over mine, his finger threaded into my hair, tugging a little. The pleasure of the kiss and the smallest sting of the hair pull made me groan into the kiss. This is when he darted his tongue out, letting it drag over my bottom lip.
It was like someone flipped a switch in my body. For the simple 'lip pressing' kiss, I could remain relatively unattached, not going hormone crazy like in the movies where people are throwing people against walls all willy-nilly.
However, as soon as his tongue touched my lip, all the nerve endings I didn't know I had between my legs were suddenly electrocuted.
I noticed that I wasn't the only one, Paxton and I groaned at the same time, his tongue sliding between my lips. He tugged my hair a little harder when my tongue met his curiously, exploring the battle for dominance that was happening. I was two seconds away from grabbing his ass and pulling him tighter against me. I don't know why I had that urge but it seemed right, but he ended the kiss stepping back from me panting just as hard as me.
My eyes were closed and my fingers lightly touched my lips as I mentally took stock of all that was going on with my body right now. Palms were sweaty, heart going hard and fast, I felt jittery and jumpy with …what I can only say is a pressure between my legs that I wasn't sure what to do about.
Yes, I am that pathetic, I haven't even self-pleasured. In my defense, five brothers do not know what the meaning of 'this is my room get out' means.
I finally opened my eyes and saw Paxton's hazel ones looking at me with that smirk on his face again. "See, I told you that you weren't that bad. If you do that with your guy and you will be just fine."
I beamed at the praise and went back to my nurses' role, shooing him into the bed and bullying him into taking a pain pill so that he could sleep. I chew my lip as I walk back into the kitchen when I left Paxton's room.
Could I do that with Jyran? Oh, god the thought almost had me moaning out loud, I squeezed my thighs together because it seems that it was the only thing that sort of helped. Maybe I could ask Paxton about that? He said no sex talk though, but he meant man and woman sex. Not myself kind of sex. I smiled a smirk that I imagined was a shadow of the one that Paxton give out thinking about the panic that will cross his face when I ask.
This lesson thing was much more fun than I anticipated.